Ode to Brooks

After many long months, two bootcamps, and a obstacle course relay race, my little pair of shoes had finally given up. As much as I hated to retire them, their time had come. Without further ado, here is my farewell poem to my good friend...Brooks.

Even when I couldn't run a mile,

I'd put you on and smile,

You kept my feet from getting blisters,

My two little yellow sisters,

Over rocks, pebbles, stones, and even snakes,

You kept my feet safe in every race,

Thanks for sticking with me through the injury,

Even when you were getting weary,

You were wonderful and helped me get my start,

Now it's time for us to part,

Thanks for getting me to the pole,

I'll mourn your little soles.